I, Xihe, the strongest female emperor

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A terrifying coercion suddenly came from the sky.

This coercion is like heavenly power, but it is not the majesty of Heaven’s Dao, but another kind of majesty, a coercion that has never appeared in the flood world.

This kind of coercion is so strong, not to mention that the Xuan Immortal Golden Immortal cannot resist, even the cultivators of the Da Luo Golden Immortal level are completely unable to resist at this time, and directly kneel on the ground.

The Sanqing of Kunlun Mountain also bowed down in shock at this time, this is because they have the protection of the merit of opening the heavens, which eliminates the kneeling salute, and all the other creatures lie down.

Donghuang Taiyi and Zhurong, who were fighting, had to give up and continue fighting under this terrible coercion, kneeling on the ground in shock, and even beads of sweat appeared on their faces.

The birth of the saint, the heavens descended auspiciously, especially Hongjun was still the person selected by the Heavenly Dao, and he was helped by the Heavenly Dao, which invisibly added a little more power.

When this terrifying coercion suppressed the entire Flood Barren World, countless living beings found that endless spiritual energy gathered towards Yujing Mountain, and above Yujing Mountain, Hongjun’s dojo, a purple qi of hundreds of thousands of zhang came from the east.

Immortal sounds sounded in the sky, countless auras condensed into golden flowers and fell, and mysterious auras appeared.

Countless golden lotuses gushed out, all of these golden lotuses were condensed by mana, and if everyone in the flood wilderness could get one, it would be enough to withstand their hundred years of hard cultivation, and it was a supreme treasure!

In the midst of the immortal sound, the purple qi came east, and the supreme heaven and earth converged one by one at this time, and one by one emerged, making the entire heaven and earth silent in the endless avenue.

At this time, Hongjun’s voice slowly sounded between heaven and earth, unable to tell where it came from, as if it appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.

“High lying nine clouds, futon Daozhen.

Outside the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, I should be in charge of the Venerable.

Pangu Sheng Tai Chi, two yi and four elephants.

One preaches three friends, and two teachings are truncated.

The leader of Xuanmen Capital, one breath turned into a great force. ”

“I am Hongjun, now sanctified by enlightenment, suffering and not knowing the way to seek the way, I opened an altar in the Zixiao Palace to preach after 3,000 years, and all living beings in the flood and desolation can come and listen to my sermon.

As soon as Hongjun’s words came out, the golden lotus suddenly exploded in the sky, turning into a rain of light, wonderful, with a supreme Dao rhyme, floating in the world, either integrated into heaven and earth, or landing in the bodies of all living beings.

In an instant, countless creatures suddenly had a kind of enlightenment rising in their hearts, they felt that their cultivation was about to move, and their hearts were even clearer, and some so-called destined beings were where the Zixiao Palace was located.

They immediately bowed down and shouted auspicious saints in their mouths.

Hongjun finally became holy, although Hongjun’s journey to sanctification became a little bumpy in this life because of Zhang Han’s intervention, but Hongjun, a person of heavenly destiny, was finally sanctified.

This also marks the arrival of the real big time.

Until the half-ring, countless flood creatures were directly shocked and boiled.

Although the Flood Desolation World has been formed for so many years, the path of cultivation has always been very vague, even if it is the legendary primeval era, the saint is also a legend, but now this legend has appeared alive in front of them.

How does this not shock them, do not boil them.

The most important thing is that the cultivation methods of all living beings are very rudimentary, relying entirely on instinct to swallow spiritual qi, and relying on years to enhance their cultivation.

Now that Hongjun has achieved the position of saint, it has given all cultivators a very great shock, and the sermon three thousand years later has also given all living beings a hope.

A quest for hope.

Donghuang Taiyi and Zhurong did not have the mind to fight at this time, the two looked at each other, coldly flashed killing intent, and immediately, Donghuang Taiyi directly soared, turning into a golden streamer and disappearing into the endless sky.

Zhurong also rushed directly towards the Pangu Hall of the Wu Clan.

Pangu Hall is the supreme place of the Wu clan, and no clan in the entire Wu clan dares to enter except for the twelve ancestors, let alone foreign creatures.

Soon, Zhurong rushed to the Pangu Hall, and at this time, the other eleven ancestral witches also came.

After all, the first saint appeared in heaven and earth, so they couldn’t pay attention to it!

“Big brother, who do you say that Hongjun is? Unexpectedly sanctified, that coercion is too strong! ”

Zhurong was irritable and not verbose, so he spoke directly. It’s just that when Zhu Rong spoke, thinking of the terrifying breath that he couldn’t resist at all, Zhurong’s words couldn’t help but have a little palpitation.

“Well, the breath just now is too strong, and it is inferred from this that this saint must be very powerful.”

Zhu Rong’s words fell, and the co-workers on the side also spoke solemnly at this time.

Originally, fire and water are incompatible, Zhurong and Gonggong have not been very good relationship because of their attributes, if they usually see Zhurong like this, Gonggong will definitely make sarcasm, and then stage a war of words, but in the current situation, even Gonggong knows that now is not the time to make noise. _

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